Tenth Day

So I was a little worried when I woke up today, and I couldn't type anything on Microsoft Word. So after some research I found out that you have to register it to make it work...I lost those keys a long time ago. Oh well, I downloaded the OpenOffice thing, and am going to see how it works. Permanent Vacation off the Trigun Soundtrack, and Gates to Gnomeria by Andy Mckee. -Partheon

"Artemis?"

"Yes?"

"How did you sleep?"

"Adequate," he said, stretching out his back, "I never realized sleeping on a couch was so uncomfortable."

Holly suppressed a grin, "Unfortunately, that's all I have so you're just going to have to live with it."

Artemis nodded, "I wasn't trying to sound like I was complaining," he took the medication that Holly offered, and after finishing, "But I digress, what do you have planned tonight for dinner?"

"Well," Holly started, "Nothing really except the usual. Why do you have something planned?"

"Actually I was hoping we might eat out tonight," Artemis said.

"Really, why?"

"Variety," Artemis said, and then motioned at the kitchen, "Even though I enjoy your cooking, I find myself longing for something more than canned vegetables."

"I guess," the elfish woman commented, thinking the same thing, "You have any recommendations?"

"Atlantis food sounds more than enjoyable."

Holly thought of what Atlantis restaurant were nearby, and then thought about how likely that they would accommodate the human, "I'd have to call ahead, and make some reservations."

"Or to see if they have any reservations about serving me."

"Did Artemis Fowl just make a joke?"

"More evidence of me losing my mind."

They agreed that she would make the calls while Artemis was at his appointment. There was still some time, so Holly went over to her workstation and finished some last minute touches on her report. Artemis walked over to his laptop, and worked on the epic that Orpheus had started. Orion and Orpheus peered over his shoulder. Orion had a large smile on his face, and Orpheus made recommendations. Cerberus sat at another chair dozing, and Rook was over by Holly's workstation trying to piece together what she was working on.

"I am glad that we are eating out tonight," Rook said, walking over after figuring out his appointed task, "I'm thinking swordfish tonight, if they have it."

"I find it unlikely," Cerberus said tiredly, "We'll have to settle for bits of kelp and seaweed."

"No," Orpheus responded, "Remember when we were on the Atlantis shuttle a few years back. Mr. Diggums had ate it all, but there was definitely fish on the menu," Orpheus then turned his attention back on the laptop, "Artemis that isn't believable. You must have more subtlety first, here like this," he then leaned in and typed some words, "There, better."

Artemis nodded, but then commented, "But I believe that this phrasing is stronger," and then he deleted a few words, and typed his own.

Orpheus agreed, and the more important discussion of what could and could not be on the menu continued. Orion listened with only slight interest, before his smile deepened. He intended to be the principle personality tonight, because in his mind he saw another opportunity to try and influence Ms. Short's to reciprocating his feelings. Perhaps there was a way for him to acquire flowers before the meeting? No, there was any time before she picked Artemis up from the clinic. Would flowers even grow underground? I suppose if they had a green house. Idly, he walked away from the group, and watched Holly complete her work.

Her brow was slightly creased as she concentrated on her work, her mismatched eyes focusing with determination. Eyes that spoke volumes of their shared connection, and could play Orion's heart in loops with a mere glance. Her lips were pursed, and Orion could remember every detail of the kiss shared only a few months ago. How warm they were, how fragile they felt, how it caused a flood of endorphins in his brain.

"Orion, stop your doting," Cerberus said from the table, "The others wished to encourage a headache by asking you your opinion on the supposed menu."

Orion stopped his musings on the lovely Ms. Short, and walked over to give his opinion.

A shorter update than usual, but I'll compensate by making the night chapter longer. -Partheon